Li Xiaoqiang and Lu Erben took a ride to the fashion show, which was naturally held at a clothing company. Li Xiaoqiang, gazing at the luxurious Modern Building, turned to Lu Erben and said, "Are both your parents designers here?"
Lu Erben replied with a smile, "Seems like it; they're just working here, after all."
"Yeah right," Li Xiaoqiang scoffed at Lu Erben and said, "By that logic, even the president's job is just working for someone — working for the people, that is."
As they entered, the place immediately started blaring rhythmic music. A fashionably dressed middle-aged man with baggy clothes and a long goatee spotted Li Xiaoqiang and Lu Erben entering the venue and hurriedly waved at Lu Erben, "Son, come over here."
Li Xiaoqiang followed Lu Erben over, and Lu Erben said with a laugh, "Old man, this is my buddy from Jinnan University, a brother from the same cell block, the kind who can take a bullet for you."
